The Seed of the Ex!
Chapter 15 - The sure suspicion
Kriet's...
Bryant slowly closed the door as he and Marc entered Bryant's residence.
"What's wrong?" bryant asked as he stripped off the suit and loosened the tie hanging around his neck.
"I've got information about Madam. Madam she never married other than you, ever she was about to get married, but suddenly it was canceled, no matter what. But, as for the boy, you must definitely do a DNA test on him."
"Hem, but it's gonna be very hard to get a sample of the little girl's DNA." Bryant sighed as he threw himself into a cup.
Marc was silent as he watched his boss' exhausted face, "why are you staring at me like that?" Bryant was annoyed that Marc's gaze seemed to pity him.
"Have you eaten?" Marc asked back.
Bryant gave a rude snort, "you think there's food in this house" she sighed.
"Then I'll buy some food for a while" Marc passed.
Bryant was used to other people's affairs, so he didn't know how to cook, even touching the kitchen utensils he had never done from a small until now, and now he had to live alone in this little place.
Bryant did not answer he went to clean himself in the bathroom, this place only has one small bathroom without a bathtub, to be honest he is not too comfortable with this place, but for Trisya's sake he had to strengthen himself.
Marc stepped out, he met Trisya who also just came out of his house to throw garbage.
"How are you, madam?" Marc looked down respectfully.
"I'm good," replied Trisya coldly.
"Mrs!" Call Marc back when Trisya is about to pass.
"Don't call me Madam, Madam keep going. It makes me uncomfortable" Trisya complained.
"Emh, I'm sorry, it's just a habit that's hard to get rid of" Marc replied with a smile.
Trisya gave a rude snort, "why did you come here? Me and your boss, we're done."
"I know very well what my Lord is like, you also know he is sorry for the problems that happened to you guys first, I beg you please don't hate him Madam."
"When it's done, I'll go first." Trisya refused to respond to Marc's words, he then passed by with quick steps, carrying the black plastic containing the garbage to the bottom.
'Basic sucks, since the beginning of the arrival of the damn Bryant was indeed suspicious. What if he finds out about Zalia?'
"Mommy!" Zalia's voice calling out to him from above the balcony shocked Trisya, she looked up at him.
"Why was Mommy so long?" asked the girl with a look of astonishment.
"Dear, Mommy's gonna be right up." Answer Trisya.
"She's Madam's daughter?" the question came from the lips of Marc who had just come down.
"It's none of your business, Marc, take care of your master" Trisya said coldly.
"Is he your son, sir?"
Trisya's gaze widened perfectly, she stared intently at Marc who was standing before her with a calm look, "what are you saying?"
Trisya snorted in laughter, "you think only your master can make a child? He's my son with another man, and that man died in an accident." Trisya firmly with a sure look.
Marc smiled softly, "really, but in the history of the Madam's life, you never remarried after parting from the Master."
"You're investigating my life?" snapped Trisya, "you're really outrageous Marc, you want me to report to the police?!"
"That's not what I mean Madam, I just-,"
Bryant's words cut off the conversation between Marc and Trisya, "I'm sorry Madam, sorry to interrupt your time," Marc looked down respectfully and then passed.
"It's really outrageous, hey next door neighbor, please discipline your subordinates he's been acting brash, he's been violating other people's privacy!" Trisya yelled at Bryant who seemed to be standing behind the window.
"Are you talking to me?" bryant asked so-plain, he pretended not to understand Trisya's words, while crazily looking around.
"Yes you, who else! Please tell him, if he does that again, then he will I report to the police for stealing someone's personal information and becoming a stalker!" threatening Trisya, who was only in reply to a smile and nod by Bryant.
"Hey, don't make a fuss! If there is a household problem please solve it well do not scream, your noisy voice is very disturbing!" shouted one of the residents of the apartment.
"I-I'm sorry Madam." Trisya said unwell, she looked annoyed at Bryant who seemed to giggle amused to see himself.
"Basic shit!" trisya said with the motion of his mouth, then passed.
Bruk...!
Trisya slammed the door with her mouth unceasingly grumbling.
"Why Mommy?" asked Zalia who saw her mother grumbling with anger.
"There's nothing dear, Mommy's just pissed at that next door neighbor." Trisya threw herself into the sopa with her hands folded on her chest, while Zalia the little girl was lying on her stomach while working on PR on a fur carpet with a pink Hello Kitty motif.
"Oh that handsome Om, does Mommy know him?"
"No Mommy doesn't know! Handsome from where he tried," grumbled Trisya annoyed.
"Zalia don't talk to that om yeah, who knows he's not a good guy."
"Yes Mom, Zalia sleeps first." Zalia left her toys and books scattered to her room.
"Zalia, the toy's not in order!" trisya's reprimands that seem upset because of Zalia.
"I'm so sorry Mom, tomorrow."
"This child," Trisya sighed crouched down and picked up Zalia's toys and books, then he put them back in place.
Next day.
Frank...!!
Aww...!!
The hiiissh... Trisya washed her hands at Whastaple, the back of her hands flushed red as she accidentally nudged the pan on the stove, oil splattered and the pile fell to the floor.
"Mommy why?" Zalia came while rubbing her eyes, apparently she woke up due to the sound that Trisya made.
"Good pardon Mommy baby, you wake up because Mommy, Mommy's hand accidentally nudged the skillet. But no papa ko, just a little sore later also healed." Trisya smiled soothingly, because Zalia liked to cry if Trisya was injured.
Geck...Geck...Tok
The sound of knocking on the door distracts the two, "who's going to visit early in the morning?" trisya complained as he passed by opening the door.
Chequek...
Trisya's forehead wrinkled up at the guest, "you're all right?" the question was not immediately answered Trisya, he just silently looked strangely at Bryant.
"That's all right, isn't it?" he urged "i heard you scream earlier, are you all right, and your son?" his face looked panicked he was unable to hide his sense of worry.
"I'm fine, my son too" Trisya replied.
"Who came Mommy? What's Aunt Jessy?" zalia's voice was heard approaching, but her steps stopped when she saw who was visiting.
